Imlost Stories

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Do you ever feel lonely? I do. It's summer vacation and I have quite a lot of time to spend on my own.

Phoenix is my real name, no one knows that. No one ever needs to know because if they do... Then they already know too much Phoenix has lived more than 3 lives, she died, she lived and she fell. She changes her name each time she moves to a new city to keep her real identity hidden from The Endarkened who are always trying to find a way to destroy her. She struggles to fight her past that keeps on coming up behind her, even going as far as to live with her. He doesn't know the real danger he was putting her in until she fessed up, only to desperately try to help her escape back to where she came from.... The Blue. The Blue was ravaged by war so bad that it was the reason as to why she had to leave... but not by free will. Will she find a way to get back to her beloved home up in the clouds? Or will she find that there was nothing left worth saving? --------------------------------------- "You know they say that the people with scars on their wrists are just angels who want to go home?" I rolled my eyes at Orion who was being cheesy as usual, "I do want to go home..." I mumbled sadly as I put the tea bag into my oversized mug, I turned to see Orion watching the reporter talk at Hurricane Dorian. "Orion?" "Sup?" "Deimos... who was he to me?"

This is where I just write my feelings so if you don't like it leave

Micro tales

The thoughts of someone who is lost.

Just things it's not meant for anyone to see

I bet you'll never figure it out

There exists a world, a very strange one at that (my first story) This was inspired by the TikToker jgretznerd

The hurt of one who wish not to feel

are u listening?

Poem

I was falling... Into a sense of reality. Into the present. Into what felt like an eternal hell. Life gets harder and harder by the minute. No one is going to help you. Only you can conquer the thoughts and dreams your soul is being held captive by. Have you ever felt lost? Or like nobody understands you? I know I have... Messages that could've been sent... Hearts that could've been stolen... Love that could've been shared... Sometimes I want people to be able to read my mind and know the thoughts that I'm too scared to say... The dedication of this book will go to many people, many people indeed... As for the status... This book will never really be completed. I'll post a chapter under the right conditions. Since it's not story based, there is no end. Just chapters!!

Louis follows his nose into the abyss. He has never been so desolate, yet so comforted at the same time. He needs this to end. Yet he doesn't want it to.

Leliel never did many things wrong. That is until they found Luci. This is where the story starts all with one small mistake.

who am I ? where am I? I feel like I am just air trying to find myself in every person I see I look in the mirror and I see nothing obviously cause i am just air I can be anywhere anytime I can be the air you fart the air in your birthday balloons the air that whispers in your ears in a car ride my point is, I am trying to find myself and if you are too then you better start reading and join me on this adventure